The autumn breeze blows late in November. The memories scattered all over the place, the yellow flowers and fallen leaves are inexhaustible poetry, stationed and watched, who else is watching in that empty field. Thoughts rise like a tide, and there will eventually be a time when the tide falls.

I decided to call Li Na to let her know what I was thinking and give me advice.

The phone was connected when the fifth "beep" sound came, and a familiar female voice came from the microphone: "Hey..."

"Li Na is me..."

"Stinky girl, why did you remember to call me again today? …”

"I called you to tell you that I decided to confess to Xiang Chen, and you will cheer for me, right? …”

Li Na was stunned for a while before she slowly spoke: "You have hair in your head?" Didn't you tell me last time he had a girlfriend? In this case, it's not appropriate to confess to others! Do you feel happy or something when he rejects you? Why bother yourself? "I know she can't understand why I'm going to take the initiative to lose face.

"I want him to remember me." I whispered.

It's a word that I've thought about for a long, long time, and rehearsed it more than a thousand times in my heart.

Li Na smiled helplessly: "Doesn't he know you?" I don't know if you're Xia Feng's sister? Be content, remember... Besides, if you want him to remember you, you might as well go and run around the campus, and he promises to remember you forever. ”

"Why don't you run..."

I know that although she laughs at me and opposes me like this, Li Na is Li Na, and she will cheer for me in her heart, the friendship between friends

Three days later, Hu Jing ran into the classroom in a hurry, and was almost knocked to the ground by the table leg halfway because he ran too quickly: "Hurry up and get your stupid confession letter, he is now alone in the student union office to pack up the materials!" ”

I understood for a split second what she was talking about.

Without time to think again, I ran out with my bag in my arms.

At the door of the student union office on the second floor, I was out of breath, and I didn't have time to pause, so I was directly pushed by Hu Jing into the hidden door.

I vaguely heard her whisper, "Come on." ”

I stuttered and stood in the middle of the small room with my schoolbag in my arms, I thought I must have looked stupid and stupid at that time, and behind the desk by the window was Xiang Chen with a surprised expression on his face.

He was the only one.

It seems that the list of students selected for the student council is compiled.

He looked at me, without opening his mouth or smiling, as if he had insight into the purpose of my trip.

I don't know if he still remembers the things that made a bad impression on him, but did the slight intersection of so many times as if a white feather brushing the surface of the water have left even a little trace in his heart?

I didn't dare look him in the eye.

It was a bad day, overcast, and large dark clouds piled up in the sky, as if it was going to rain heavily.

Although it was noon, the air was unusually quiet and humid, like an invisible hood enclosing us in it, as if the softest sound would tear a wound.

Neither of us spoke, and I took the letter from the small compartment of my bag, and stepped forward, and took another step, and it was almost to the desk

I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn't make any sound nervously, and suddenly a rush of footsteps broke the silence of the corridor, and the hidden door slammed into the wall: "Summer, let's go, your mother called you and said that there is something urgent, hurry up..."

Many years later, when we talked about it, Xiang Chen said that I was stupidly bubbling at that time, and I didn't finish anything that could be done in a few seconds in three minutes, and he was anxious for me.

When I arrived at class, I picked up my phone and saw that there were 23 missed calls, so I hurriedly called my mother, and my mother told me that my father and Xia Feng had a large series of car accidents in the United States and were being rescued in the hospital.

Before I could finish listening, I hung up my mother's phone and asked the head teacher for leave to go home.

I thought that there would be a chance, and there would be no regrets left in my youth, but I never thought that I would not even have a chance to make up for my regrets in the future.

I went to the U.S. with my mom, and when I got to the U.S., I found out that I would be living in the U.S.

A few days later, my mother asked her friend to come to the school to move my things and quit school, which meant that I lost the opportunity to live in the same school as Xiang Chen, lost the opportunity to let Xiang Chen know my mind, and the letter I was holding that day was gone.

The pattern of that letter is a clear blue sky.

I've heard that he likes to photograph all kinds of skies.

Xia Feng and his father were just transferred from the intensive care ward to the general ward today. Sitting at the door of the hospital, I was immersed in my own world, and after working hard for so long, I finally had the courage to confess, but I never had a chance again, and I remembered that I would never see Xiang Chen again, and my tears broke down instantly.

In the afternoon, the heavy rain finally fell in the United States, and in November, there were still thunderstorms accompanied by strong winds and lightning, hitting the sky, vigorously stirring up as if the sky and the earth were overturned, this scene is incredible.

I looked out the window, one after another lightning was swimming in the rain like a long snake, and the sky at three o'clock was as black as midnight, just like my mood.

Someone began to cover their ears.

I stared intently, in the extraordinary hustle and bustle of the world, but I heard more and more the gradual silence in my heart.

I thought that youth would end slowly, but it turned out that it was only in a moment. In the fog of the city where I left those people, there was no more brazen laughter of youth, and there was no wanton pain.

But I've never had a moment so clear where I'm going.

After many days of adjustment, I finally figured out that the stars are not my own stars, I am just a viewer who has no intention of raising my head, and the flowers are not my own flowers, I am just an admirer who has no intention of breaking in, Xiang Chen is not my Xiang Chen, he is just the prince who passes by the bustling city, I can only bow my head and be a minister, not climb.

But he is the one I love, the place where he exists, and the whole world shines; When he is lost, it rains all over the world. What can be avoided is not fate, and what can be given up is not love.

All I know is that I love him, and I will always love him, no matter how long it takes. I want to try to become stronger, and after many years I can go back to the place where he exists and be able to talk to him bravely and confidently, and as long as he hasn't married someone else, I still have a chance.

I don't cry, I don't regret, I don't grieve anymore, we still have tomorrow, and we leave just to see each other better in the future.

Xiang Chen, I hope I still have the opportunity to show you my heart, although we have been missing, but we still have a future, isn't it that no one can predict what will happen tomorrow?

Wait for me.